A flashback for Friday. This was one of my most popular posts in 2015. It was part one of a series I wrote called Diary of a New Writer. So in case you missed it…
(The caption on my coffee cup is Irish Gaelic and translates: “The traveler has tales to tell.”)
My dad was a story-teller. It’s only now, looking back, that I appreciate what a vivid imagination he had. He made up a whole series of adventures involving our neighbor’s cat: Mopsy, and another one with a little old man and a cuckoo clock that always saved the day. Anyway, I come by my love of stories and books, naturally.
I loved taking notes in school and writing letters to my friends who moved to Florida when I was a little girl. I kept a diary from the time I was eight years old right up to about age fourteen. I still have some of the notebooks I filled with poetry when I was a teenager. I excelled in English, ignored it to the detriment of my other subjects, yet was never encouraged to pursue it as a career. Cést la vie.
I went to college, majored in marketing, learned to write ad copy and design polls and surveys. Graduated in a time of recession and couldn’t get a job. I was Winona Ryder in “Reality Bites,” in other words, floundering.
I even ended up working at the Gap! (Sharp intake of breath. I heard you.) That job is what ultimately led me to pursue a career change. At twenty-one, I found myself with such back pain, I could barely walk. Long story short, chiropractic saved the day and I found my new calling. I went back to school, moved to a new area, started working in my field, etc. Suddenly, I realized it had been years since I thought about writing.
One day, I guess about two years ago, I was sitting in the stylist’s chair at the hair salon, touching up the blonde and reading my book to pass the time. My stylist said to me, “You’re always reading. Did you ever want to write a book yourself?” “Sure,” I laughed. “Doesn’t every reader want to be a writer?” “You should do it,” she said. “Hmm,” I thought. “But what am I going to write about?”
… And after that I bought myself a notebook and starting jotting down ideas. The rest, as they say, is history!
I hadn’t read this, and I’m so glad you shared it again!
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Thanks, Kay!
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My pleasure!
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I had never seen this, Meg – glad you reposted 🙂
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Thanks Nathalie! 😃
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Wonderful insight, Meg ❤
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Thanks Al!
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I didn’t know any of this! 😀 I’m glad you flashed back to it. 🙂
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I figured it was a good one to repost. I probably had like 2 followers the first time around! 😂 Glad you enjoyed it!
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😀 You accomplished so much in this short amount of time!
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I guess I’m making up for all those years I wasted!
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I’m sure they weren’t wasted! But I’m glad you’re here now 🙂
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Thanks! I’m glad I’m here too!
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Floundering no more Meg. (Do you still have that first notebook?) All the very best to you and yours this Holiday Season. Enjoy the game!!!
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I don’t know about that! The no floundering part… And yes, I do still have that first notebook. In fact, I hand wrote my first novel beginning in that notebook and carrying over into a another one. Bruce, sending you and your family all my best wishes! xo
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Oh thank you sharing again! I love this ❤
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I’m glad you enjoyed it. I think I had about 2 followers the first time I posted it! 😃Thank you!
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I love getting to know you.
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Thanks Rita! 💕
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❤
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Don’t worry, you still have one or two followers!
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Good way to start. I have a feeling many adventures start while waiting at the hairdressers. I remember sitting in the chair, a long way from home, and a most beautiful young lady approaching me with a pair of scissors and saying: “I’ve looked after a doctor, a dentist, and a famous politician today, what are you?” Without thinking twice I said “I’m an award-winning film director …”
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That’s brilliant! I’ve only recently begun referring to myself as a writer… I’m very behind on reading Roger. I’ll be over later to catch up! Hope you and Clare had a wonderful weekend!
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Everything went (and is still going) very well. We are on a very quiet, scaled down, grey scale and very happy. Friends dropping in, Skype, and invites out. When I sad ‘film-director’ the whole hair-dressing crew were gathered round my chair, wanting to be in my next film. Now you: you are a writer. And a very good one. Don’t ever forget that.
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Thank you so much! You are always so supportive. And I appreciate it tremendously. I’m happy to hear you’re having a nice, relaxing time together. Enjoy, enjoy! 💜
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Very neat Meg. I’m so happy you chose to write!
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Thanks Mandi! Better late than never, right? 😃
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The genesis of a writer. Did you miss me?
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Cake! Of course I missed you! I linked to one of your posts today, i missed you so much!
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Thank you… I am busy with family and guests, I will probably not publish again to the new year. I have had lots of lovely books which I am reading, hopefully a source of new inspiration. Thank you so much for the link.
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My blog will be rather thin too for the same reasons. Though I may repost some older stuff… I loved adding in the bit about the champagne coupe and Lee Miller. Enjoy your guests, Cake! Talk soon and have a wonderful start to the new year. 💜
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Thank you and you too… must work on Tempting Fate soon, though I have been thinking about it all the time.
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I look forward to the next episode. Take care!
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